Dads Cooking (DNF)

~Chaptet 12~Quickly~

The silence and lack of, lack of something else which George couldn't identify was bothering him.
Little shaky breaths would leave his mouth but other then that it was silent. As well as uncomfortable.
George attempted to turn his head slightly towards dream.
"If your gonna do something, do it already."
George was getting annoyed with dreams hands just sitting there while the other explored the top of his body.
Dream didn't respond. The hand that was traveling seems to change its paths to and pooped out of George's shirt right in George's face, he placed two of his fingers on George's lips.
"Then open up."
George hesitantly opened his mouth. He felt Dream push his fingers into his mouth.
Thankfully it wasn't as uncomfortable as last time, but he still didn't like it. He could feel each moments, the outline of dreams skeletal figure that made up his hand. He swore he could even feel dreams heart be through them.
Despite every thought that came to mind he was still just there. Trapped under dreams lustful gaze as Dream watched in amusement.
George had almost forgotten about his leg, as if it had gone numb from any pain he had felt.
Dream suddenly pushed his fingers into the back of George's throat causing him to gag.
"Breath through your nose."
Well of course George was gonna breath through his nose, what else would do, breath out his ear? As he became more aware of breathing through his nose though, it didn't feel as bad.
Dream slid his now saliva covered fingers out of George's mouth and down to the waistband of his pants.
He felt Dream breath onto his neck unaware of how close he had gotten, with that slight distraction he felt dreams finger sneak inside of him.
George flinched clenching his fists. It hurt but not as bad as last time. In fact a pet of it felt good right away without Dream doing anything. That fact alone bothered George. Dream giggled at the gasp George let out before starting to move bai fingers around. Dream hadn't even done anything to bad yet and George was already starting to get Louder.
Dream didn't know if it was because he started with 2 fingers, or if George was just that sensitive.
So dream leaned his face close to the nape of George's neck and bit down on it. George let out a shaky Yelp. He was about to say something but quieted himself.
"Oh come on George, whats wrong?"
Dream was smiling, George's wasn't looking, but he could hear it on his voice.
"That hurt."
George whispered just loud enough for Dream to hear.
Dreams guess has been confirmed.
He moved his head from George's neck directly to George's ear and quietly whispered.
"Good."
Dream added another finger George letting o another Yelp before he shifted where he was sitting. George had morphed from shifting his seating position, to moving in an obvious pattern.
George hopped this was enough to satisfy what ever dream was hoping for.
It did satisfy him, maybe a little to much.
Dream dragged his three fingers out of George and to his waistband completely pulling down George's pant catching him off guard. George blushed out of embarrassment.
George felt himself being lifted up before slammed back down this time on Somthing else. It felt the same as last time, dream had taken out his dick and has gotten it back into George. Yet he didn't move, didn't thrust, just sat there.
"Well what are you waiting for?"
George turned his head slightly shaking from the sudden feeling and looked at Dream curiously.
"You seemed to like it George, so why don't you give moving a try?"
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